The complacent French army fought too smoothly. Although the Prussian army resisted very tenaciously, they could not withstand the huge disparity in strength. The one to four number comparison caused the Prussian side to suffer serious casualties.
After a few hours of fighting, the Prussian army's casualties were close to 2,000. No one could give an answer to how long the 10,000-strong heavy armored division could last. Especially after the French army's secret weapon was taken out, the number of casualties skyrocketed. .
Frossard and Alfred had even felt at this moment that these Prussian troops who could not resist would open the city gate and flee to the north, while the French army would not pursue them excessively, but would firmly defend the Sarb. Lücken, holding the bridgehead for the attack on Prussia.
Army Commander Frossard even imagined a super exciting scene of the four southern German states surrendering to France one by one after hearing the news of the fall of Saarbrücken.
Forty thousand people attacked a city defended by only ten thousand people. If they lost again, there was no need for the King of France to kill him. He could just jump into the river and commit suicide.
But they never expected that when the city gate was opened after the blasting by engineers, the scene inside stunned all the French troops.
Inside the city gate are layer upon layer of low sandbag walls, each one five or six meters long, covering the entire city. Behind each sandbag wall are Prussian soldiers with eyes wide open and bayonets loaded. The eagle's helmets are laid out layer by layer into the distance.
There was no fear, only anger. The officer stood at the front of the team and shouted "Charge! Bayonets forward! Strangling together!"
"Kill!" Thousands of Prussian troops burst out with earth-shattering roars. They shouted and rushed over the sandbag wall and rushed towards the French army. In just a few seconds, their sharp bayonets penetrated the French army at the city gate. In the military body.
Ah... screams kept coming and going, and the special sound of the bayonet rubbing against the muscles and bones made people tremble all over!
"Fight hand-to-hand! Let these French troops be our shields... Only in this way can we avoid the enemy's heavy firepower!"
"Prussian soldiers! Death is not terrible, only failure is the most terrible! Don't retreat even an inch! Don't retreat even an inch!"
Losing their artillery, losing the cover of the city wall, and without the fire support of heavy machine guns, these Prussian troops had no choice but to fight their way up with their own lives. Only the most chaotic hand-to-hand combat could silence the enemy's heavy firepower.
Anyway, your soldiers and I are strangled together. If you want to fire, you can fire, if you want to shoot with heavy machine guns, you can shoot. Anyway, if we die, we will die together!
The Shura Hell is nothing more than that. There are corpses piled up layer after layer at the city gate. These French soldiers are all veterans of many years of fighting. Each of them has his head stuck in his belt. Are they still afraid of physical combat?
"The whole army attacks! Rush into the city! Come out with our pride in Crimea and our majesty in conquering Beijing City!"
"Let these Prussians have a taste of our power! Kill these infidels!"
This last sentence can be regarded as completely igniting the flames of the war. If the battle of the past few hours was just the soldiers' obedience to orders, or at a higher level it was a struggle between two ethnic groups.
So this last pagan curse completely changed the flavor of the war!
The conflict between Catholicism and Protestantism in Europe has been around for a long time. The two sides even broke out in a bloody war that lasted for hundreds of years. Although the conflict has gradually subsided, the ghosts of grievances under the calm waters have not yet subsided.
Look at how the Protestant English tortured the Catholic Irish! Basically, it is a genocidal policy of reducing the population.
There has been an outbreak, but what these Protestants are thinking about is how to starve these pagans to death. What they think is that the smaller your population, the better!
The murder of Protestants by Catholics is not uncommon in history, especially in France. In the 16th century, large-scale massacres against Protestants broke out in France.
In particular, the Huguenots, a branch of Protestant France, were brutally massacred in Paris, known in history as the Massacre of St. Bartholomew!
In the mid-16th century, Catholic mobs in Paris began to attack the Huguenots. Tens of thousands of mobs, together with soldiers and police, began to carry out organized massacres.
They first secretly painted a white cross on the door of the Huguenot house, and then acted in unison late at night, rushing into the house to massacre, rape, and plunder... and committed all kinds of evil!
It is said that more than 2,000 Protestants died in just one night. Later, this massacre spread to other French cities, eventually causing the tragic death of 100,000 Protestants, and 250,000 Protestants leaving their homes and fleeing to foreign countries.
In this massacre, even the general at the time was not spared and died tragically on the spot, which shows how bloody the sectarian conflicts were.
There are also historical records that the corpses of the victims were piled up in the rivers, and no one cleaned them up for several months. In the end, the French were afraid to eat freshwater fish for several years.
Judging from this historical record, it turns out that the ancient French also ate freshwater fish, not just saltwater fish as they do now. This may have some connection with this massacre.
The conflict between Protestants and Catholics has gone on for more than three years. Although the hatred between the two sides has somewhat dissipated after a hundred years, it still remains stubborn.
Today, these red-eyed French soldiers dared to shout the word "infidel", which immediately changed the nature of this war.
"Oh God! These Catholics have raised their butcher's knives against us again! Napoleon III attacked us with the purpose of restoring Catholic rule!"
"Martin Luther! Warriors of Prussia! This is a battle of defense! We never want to buy indulgences again!"
"Fight to the death! Fight to the death!"
Crazy, completely crazy, the gate of the city has turned into a killing among wild beasts, with broken bayonets and soldiers pounced on them and bit them with their fingernails and teeth.
The short engineering shovel flew up and down in the crowd, cutting off the scalp and hair that spurted blood.
Everyone seemed to have lost the sense of pain and only knew how to attack. The gate of the city was already crowded. Some people even died on the spot but their bodies could not fall down. They were just squeezed back and forth in the crowd.
"Crazy! Are these Prussians crazy?" Frossard put down the telescope and said in horror.
He saw with his own eyes that the clearly larger French army outside the city wall was pushed out by the smaller Prussian army inside the city wall!
Alfred was also stunned. He swallowed and stammered, "They... what are they shouting... Listen to what these Prussians are shouting? Martin Luther... they are shouting the name of Saint Martin Luther!"
"What are they doing? Are the Prussians crazy? Are they going to start a religious war at this time?"
Boom boom boom... At this moment, bursts of explosions suddenly came from the top of the city. It turned out that the soldiers of the Prussian army launched a desperate charge. They even rushed towards the brave and capable foreign legions with lit guns.
Amidst the billowing smoke, the sacrifice of the dead soldiers regained control of the city wall!
